Jorm, do you like Lil B? I saw that you favorited his video from Sweden a few weeks ago on YouTube.
Well, I think he's hilarious and I like that he knows his brand of rap is outrageous. It's every cliche and normally bad aspect of rap (for example, repetitive pop hooks, constant "SWAG," mad vulgarity and disrespect to hoes) taken way to the extreme, and it's just so ridiculous that I don't think he's taking himself seriously.
What makes no sense with him is how he has this stupid shit like Like A Martian, and then shit from his actual album was all very deep and emotional, like Illusions Of Grandeur and I Hate Myself. His flow is still terrible either way, but the difference is night and day. Makes me think he did the Wonton Soup hoes on my dick SWAG SWAG SWAG bullshit simply to get noticed.
So, in my opinion, this is my realest track I've ever done so far. 3 minutes of straight flow, no hook, no stops, no bullshit. 5 pages full of bars for this.
They said I would never make it. Determined to be the greatest. Said I wasn't real, but that's comin' from all the fuckin' fakest. They prosthetic, I got credit, look at all of my credentials. Dedicated my life, so I'm gon' prove that I got potential. They mental, to think that I would ever reach a deadline. Remember this loser when you see my name in the headlines. I'm just tryna shed some light, but you'll never hold a candle. To me, try on my shoes, let's see how much you can really handle. Tie 'em up, and lace 'em up, I wear a size eleven. Fuck your 9-5, I'm workin' 11-11. That's A.M. to A.M. and P.M. to P.M. The haters tried to blind me, I guess it worked, 'cause I can't see them. Out of sight, out of mind. I'm on a flight, I'm on my grind. I always shine, so fuck 'em all, I'm always gon' be gettin' mine. She's a dime, I'm talkin' 'bout this lovely lady, Music. She was always there, she had my back when I was 'bout to lose it. For all the trouble, I think I owe her somethin' in return. She gives me hope every day, I just gotta believe her. These suckas just don't see her, the way that I do. Paid the rent on my life just when I thought it was overdue. I'll never get over you. You'll always be in my heart. You'll be with me 'til the end, you was with me from the start. And I say this from my heart, you the only one I trust. Loved you right from birth, so you can trust that it was never lust. And the bond will never bust, matter fact, it's just beginnin'. Gotta succeed for you, so just remind me to keep on winnin'. I'm in this, for life, man, I'm never thinking twice. No second guesses, no lookin' back, not a doubt in my mind. Never lookin' behind, give a fuck about the past. Focused on my future from today until my very last. Put my fuckin' heart into it until I am heartless. Blowin' out my brain for this, and leavin' me so smart-less. You simply can't depart this, although I'm on a mission. Dedication shows, I always play my position. Never gonna lose, I have allergies to failure. Success is for the taking, I'm a greedy little taker. A Savior, I'm the only one who can set my life straight. Feast the fruits of labor, ayo homie, this is my plate. Music saved my life, I gotta show her some love. Always show my dedication, by rising up above. The odds, so homie, tell me, what are the odds? That I would take my throne, wear my gold crown, and sit among the Gods? A deity, I am preaching, this ain't divine intervention. Created masterpieces, take a look at all my inventions. Not to mention, I'm young, and I only got time to grow. I'll keep making my art until they call me Picasso. Until they call me Pablo, paint a picture of success. Yes, I am the greatest, won't settle for any less. Forget about all the rest, call it hater Alzheimers. They showin' major hate, but the effect on me is minor. Show me all your lighters, 'cause homie, I'm on fire. I am the shit like what you'd find up in your baby's diaper. I'm never gon' retire, it's holy matrimony. Music is my wife, now, I need a pastor, Tony. These suckas is bologna, I'm prime cut Filet Mignon. They spewin' out they bullshit, now it's time to get shit on. Climbin' up the steps, on the Stairway To Heaven. On my way to the high life, when I get there, I'll know, Led Zeppelin. Know I'm always reppin' what I love and support. Music always was my first, it was never a last resort. Don't bother tryna retort, don't bother tryin' to heckle me. My mind's already made up, I know that this is my destiny. This is the conclusion B, request you do not settle please. 'Cause this is only an episode in my fuckin' legacy.
Erik, if anything I'm impressed that you can write that much lyrics on the same idea. I'm certainly a lot better at using my creativity musicwise rather than my shitty attempts to organize my thoughts into lyrics I'm satisfied with, so I know that takes quite a bit of effort.
Erik, if anything I'm impressed that you can write that much lyrics on the same idea. I'm certainly a lot better at using my creativity musicwise rather than my shitty attempts to organize my thoughts into lyrics I'm satisfied with, so I know that takes quite a bit of effort.
Why uh oh Jay? Am I 'sposed to get pissed at that?
Anyways, thank you Jorm. It was definitely a lot more challenging to write, especially since it's so long with no breaks. Took about 3 hours to write. And at this point, I'd easily say I'm stronger lyrically than Musically, but I'm gradually learning production and working on a beat I really like.
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What makes no sense with him is how he has this stupid shit like Like A Martian, and then shit from his actual album was all very deep and emotional, like Illusions Of Grandeur and I Hate Myself. His flow is still terrible either way, but the difference is night and day. Makes me think he did the Wonton Soup hoes on my dick SWAG SWAG SWAG bullshit simply to get noticed.
Episode 95 - Freaks And Geeks. (Remix.) by ErikBehemoth1357
Lyrics:
They said I would never make it.
Determined to be the greatest.
Said I wasn't real, but that's comin' from all the fuckin' fakest.
They prosthetic, I got credit, look at all of my credentials.
Dedicated my life, so I'm gon' prove that I got potential.
They mental, to think that I would ever reach a deadline.
Remember this loser when you see my name in the headlines.
I'm just tryna shed some light, but you'll never hold a candle.
To me, try on my shoes, let's see how much you can really handle.
Tie 'em up, and lace 'em up, I wear a size eleven.
Fuck your 9-5, I'm workin' 11-11.
That's A.M. to A.M. and P.M. to P.M.
The haters tried to blind me, I guess it worked, 'cause I can't see them.
Out of sight, out of mind.
I'm on a flight, I'm on my grind.
I always shine, so fuck 'em all, I'm always gon' be gettin' mine.
She's a dime, I'm talkin' 'bout this lovely lady, Music.
She was always there, she had my back when I was 'bout to lose it.
For all the trouble, I think I owe her somethin' in return.
She gives me hope every day, I just gotta believe her.
These suckas just don't see her, the way that I do.
Paid the rent on my life just when I thought it was overdue.
I'll never get over you.
You'll always be in my heart.
You'll be with me 'til the end, you was with me from the start.
And I say this from my heart, you the only one I trust.
Loved you right from birth, so you can trust that it was never lust.
And the bond will never bust, matter fact, it's just beginnin'.
Gotta succeed for you, so just remind me to keep on winnin'.
I'm in this, for life, man, I'm never thinking twice.
No second guesses, no lookin' back, not a doubt in my mind.
Never lookin' behind, give a fuck about the past.
Focused on my future from today until my very last.
Put my fuckin' heart into it until I am heartless.
Blowin' out my brain for this, and leavin' me so smart-less.
You simply can't depart this, although I'm on a mission.
Dedication shows, I always play my position.
Never gonna lose, I have allergies to failure.
Success is for the taking, I'm a greedy little taker.
A Savior, I'm the only one who can set my life straight.
Feast the fruits of labor, ayo homie, this is my plate.
Music saved my life, I gotta show her some love.
Always show my dedication, by rising up above.
The odds, so homie, tell me, what are the odds?
That I would take my throne, wear my gold crown, and sit among the Gods?
A deity, I am preaching, this ain't divine intervention.
Created masterpieces, take a look at all my inventions.
Not to mention, I'm young, and I only got time to grow.
I'll keep making my art until they call me Picasso.
Until they call me Pablo, paint a picture of success.
Yes, I am the greatest, won't settle for any less.
Forget about all the rest, call it hater Alzheimers.
They showin' major hate, but the effect on me is minor.
Show me all your lighters, 'cause homie, I'm on fire.
I am the shit like what you'd find up in your baby's diaper.
I'm never gon' retire, it's holy matrimony.
Music is my wife, now, I need a pastor, Tony.
These suckas is bologna, I'm prime cut Filet Mignon.
They spewin' out they bullshit, now it's time to get shit on.
Climbin' up the steps, on the Stairway To Heaven.
On my way to the high life, when I get there, I'll know, Led Zeppelin.
Know I'm always reppin' what I love and support.
Music always was my first, it was never a last resort.
Don't bother tryna retort, don't bother tryin' to heckle me.
My mind's already made up, I know that this is my destiny.
This is the conclusion B, request you do not settle please.
'Cause this is only an episode in my fuckin' legacy.
Anyways, thank you Jorm. It was definitely a lot more challenging to write, especially since it's so long with no breaks. Took about 3 hours to write. And at this point, I'd easily say I'm stronger lyrically than Musically, but I'm gradually learning production and working on a beat I really like.
He makes too many metaphors about his dick on this though, even though they're all pretty clever, he overdoes it, still sick though.